The brown-haired envoy glanced below the clouds, then leaped forward, the small white wings behind him spread out, holding the wind and flying tens of thousands of feet into the air.

The image of the clouds closed after he flew down, and the layers of white clouds once again obscured the scenery below.

At this time, below the stone pillar, Bai Shengye was no longer here, leaving only Ling Xiao's tears who just wanted to leave here and go to the battlefield.

Ling Xiao Tears, who had just awakened his power, had a golden droplet-shaped mark on his forehead. Unexpectedly, the tide of battle changed again, and she held on to her last hope and said to the Shadow Fiend:

"You may not believe me, but we have a common enemy, and that is the gods. Now it's not that I'm going to destroy the stone pillar, but the gods are going to destroy the stone pillars, so you can stay here and fight the gods with peace of mind, we have to go first!"

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, "You are the number one combat force in the Demon Realm, you must protect the stone pillar!" Then she crushed the teleportation charm, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Shadow Fiend turned her head, and was about to say something, only to see that her figure had disappeared in place.

Looking at the sky again, the legendary god of heaven waving holy wings is swooping down. He couldn't think too much, so he could only fight with all his might.

In the distant sky above the zenith, as the pillar of light in the clouds fell, he clearly saw the image of a divine envoy with white wings faintly floating around the pillar of light, as well as a looming palace in the clouds.

After the pillar of light disappeared, the sky closed again, and the white clouds were as leisurely as ever, as if they had just been a mirage.

"Tenjin ......"

The shadow demon's pupils contracted suddenly, full of hatred, and the dark power in his body burst out. This time, the aura on the whole body was different from the previous battle with Ling Xiao's tears.

For five thousand years, the demon's hatred for the gods was on the verge of breaking out at this moment.

Above the zenith, the six-winged god slowly stood up from his seat, his body was tall, and he held an ancient magic staff in his hand, which instantly transformed into a golden sword.

He waved his hand personally. The clouds in the center dispersed again, and the image emerged, this time over the original battlefield.

The oracles who surrounded him immediately walked quietly behind him, all bowing their eyebrows and following his footsteps obediently.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the air seemed to be still. Lei Jue's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I saw the six-winged god walk to the edge of the clouds, and a grand voice resounded throughout the universe:

"It's time to descend into the human realm!"

As he spoke, the scene in the sky changed suddenly, the whole space was sinking, and the hole in the center was getting bigger and bigger, like a huge golden hole in the clouds being torn apart.

Until the battlefield below was already close at hand, the sound of shouting and the howling wind resounded in my ears. Lei Jue only felt dizzy and barely stood firm.

The loud battle song of heaven was played, and the oracles stood in a circle and took up their weapons in unison.

The people below the battlefield raised their heads at the same time as if they were aware of it, their faces full of horror and shock.

I saw that in the distant sky, among the ethereal clouds, all the gods looked down on the earth with solemn faces. In the huge cloud cracks, golden light bursts out, dazzling, and loud music cleanses the soul and makes people intoxicated.

"Tenjin!"

The people finally screamed. Then, uncontrollably, they fell to their knees, like a tidal wave, and all of them raised their hands to express their worship of the gods.

"It's the gods who have come to save us! The gods have descended! The human world has been saved!"

Cheers came and went, and the warriors laid down their weapons and hid their faces in tears.

"It turns out that the gods really exist, and the legend is not to lie to us, and the gods have not abandoned us......"

It seems that as long as the gods come, their lives will be saved, and the human world can be saved.

However, the monsters did not retreat because of the arrival of the gods, they were even more angry, looking up at the sky, grinning and roaring. The unconscious demon king, the ferocious offensive did not stop at all.

"The ...... of Creatures in the Human World"

The six-winged god spoke slowly, and the sound echoed over the battlefield like a bell.

He drew a golden boundary with his bare hands, and in an instant, he separated the demon king, demonic beasts, and human race on one side of the battlefield, making it impossible for the demon race to move forward.

There was silence on the battlefield, and people were holding their breath so hard that even breathing became unnatural. Under the majesty of the gods, they felt incomparably small.

Even Rin Ao, Yun Lan and the others stopped their movements and stood quietly, all wanting to hear what this god had to say.

Listen only to the man in the sky who said:

"I am your God, the only God, and the eternal God. Surrender your loyalty, submit to me, and I will grant you the right to live!"

After a few words, the warriors of the Terran were grateful, and they fell prostrate on the ground with their bodies, shouting:

"Great Celestial!" "Long live Celestial!"

The sound came and went. In their beliefs, the gods are the founders and masters of this continent.

"The only God, the eternal god, please bless us......"

The golden light washed away the night and illuminated the zenith as day. Step by step, the six-winged god walked to the edge of the clouds, and the golden light shone behind him.

He lowered his gaze and looked down on the earth, without any emotion in his eyes. Finally, his gaze stayed on the out-of-control demon king in the center of the battlefield.

In his right hand, he held a sharp sword that was curved like thunder and lightning, and his left hand was erected, and a ball of light condensed in his palm that gradually expanded and shone brightly.

"The Demon King, the embodiment of evil. Take your resentment and sleep in the ground!"

Obviously, the Demon King didn't realize that the danger was coming, and was still dealing with Yisheng's attack.

The ball of light flew out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown above the Demon King's head, and the corners of the six-winged god's mouth hooked up a sneer full of contempt.

Time was frozen by the ball of light that flew out of his hand, and the hands that the Demon King was raising high towards Yi Sheng suddenly stood still. The flames flying around Yi Sheng's body also froze for a moment.

People's pupils dilated in surprise, and then froze, staring blankly at the golden ball of light that swirled in the sky like a small sun.

The light on the ground dimmed instantly, as if all the light had been drawn into the ball of light. It seems that the ball of light is not huge in size, but it contains the ultimate power that is rare in the world, and it is about to approach the top of the demon king's head.

At this moment, the space next to the ball of light suddenly cracked, like a vertical pupil opening from the sky, and the space-time rift flickered with blue-purple light.

A pitch-black sword suddenly stabbed out of it, and the tip of the sword was wrapped in billowing black mist, hitting the core of the light ball, and then stabbing upward.

Just when everyone was shocked.

Holding the god-killing blade in his hand, Yifeng walked out of the rift in time and space. Behind his agitated robes were six wings as black as night, surrounded by the aura of a demon god of hell.